THIRD PERSON'S pov.
>>Few Minutes Later<<
Mr Baldwin's ears pricked up when he heard the door creak open, he turned around, and saw a lady who wore a scarf and sunglasses walked in.
His brows knitted together in a tight frown, as he couldn't recognize her.
"Who are you?" He asked her.
He tilted his head and frown deepened more, trying to identify her but still couldn't recognize her.
She found his question quite silly and scoffed unbelievably.
"What now? You don't recognize me after your wife has disfigured my face?" she asked him back.
Realization dawned on him instantly and he knew who she is, but he didn't show it and continued acting oblivious just to fool her.
"My wife?" he asked, pretending to be clueless.
His brows furrowed even more.
The lady dropped her bag on the table, then took off her sunglasses and scarf.
"It's me" she said.
"It's you?" he raised his brows questioningly.
